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SUNDAY PRAYER, cxcv
time & time again,
we are one another's medicine
my old skeleton folded over you
a popsicle stick bridge
between white elephant ridges
sifting through gifts unwrapped
under an unlit tree, all of it is for me
every part of you bears my erasable name
the hearse races to the grave
becoming you, becoming the same
becoming me, becoming tamed
like an open palm when you kiss it
blooming in reverse into a fist it
is emptied of all of its madness
a quiet shuddering column of sadness
i cannot stop it. it is what i am.
but you're a birthday,
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak,
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - austin, texas, u.s.a.